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Black Union Jack
02:54
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Paint me a flag with a black union jack
I’ll wear it around like a shirt on my back
A ribbon of white through the red and the black
A symbol of all of the things that you lack
Call in the watch dogs, call in the watch dogs
They came here to play and they won’t go away
It’s in the way that they cheer
The way that they cheer when they know they are right
Saying “you’re one of the good ones
But you still ain’t white”
Call in the watch dogs, call in the watch dogs
To cave in the skulls of all those who oppose
Call in the watch dogs, call in the watch dogs
They came here to play now they won’t go away
Paint me a flag with a black union jack
I’ll wear it around like a shirt on my back
A ribbon of white through the red and the black
A symbol of all of the things that you lack
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Come find us
Out where the industrial waste meets rural religious real-estate
In every home, between every floorboard
And in every silence
You will find us there
Our voices distant and the words sound different
But still, they make it through
Come find us
Out beneath the tide
Te Rerenga Wairua where the spirits need not hide
Out past Te Ika-A-Maui, towards the waiting arms of Hawaiki
between each heaving breath of Te Parata
You will find us there
Te kore, te pō, te ao mārama, te ao wairua
Around and then back again
Though our bones are in these walls
Our homes are not our homes anymore
A dead tongue writhes no more
Except when it does
It wakes each time that we speak
When we sing
When we call
Yes, we’re in the cracks, we’re in the halls, in the corners, of your eyes
And we’ll see you there, we’ll see you there, we’ll see you there
And though our bones are in these walls
Our homes are not our homes anymore
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TV Show Cop
02:56
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They never saw it coming
Tied a noose out of the silence and choked
Now everyone knows
And it's just you that's not in on the joke
Forget what we say
And ignore the wicked things that we do
It's not your fight
It never even mattered to you
False start
False hope
False Claim
True crime
Just like a TV show cop
a TV show cop
a TV show cop
Auē! Auē!
Mobilise all forces
Nullify all causes for dissent
Weaponise generations of mistrust
False start
False hope
False Claim
True crime
Another TV show cop
A TV show cop
A TV show cop
Auē! Auē!
Your stare it makes me nervous
Your protocol is weak
No respect for the people or the land
That's crying our beneath our feet
Guard the interests of our nation
Or so the papers say
Kaitiakitanga,
Mana Wahine,
It's them who show the way
But you
You're just a TV show cop
Another cartoon villain
Another bad attitude with a flat top hairdo
Aue! Aue!
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Ōrākau
03:15
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Whakamaumaharatia, ō tatou tupuna
Whakarongo, ki ā rātou tangi
Ka whawhai tonu mātou ake
Ka whawhai tonu mātou ake, ake, ake
Whakamaumaharatia, ō tatou tupuna
Tirohia, ā rātou tohu
Kōrerotia, ō rātou ingoa
Whakarongo, ki ā rātou tangi
Ka whawhai tonu mātou ake
Ka whawhai tonu mātou ake, ake, ake
Whakamaumahara
Whakamaumaharatia
Ngā kairākau ō Ōrākau
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Half/Time Hamilton, New Zealand
Half/Time began as a te ao Māori centred post-punk solo project during the cosmic hellscape
that was 2020. In
early 2023 it evolved into a three-piece band featuring Wairehu Grant (Ngāti Maniapoto) on guitar, Ciara Bernstein on drums and Cee (Te Rarawa, Ngāti Kahu ki Whangaroa) on bass.
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